White flowers on the lamppost
What bliss to be alive
Yeah, we've got war stories but who'll hear them
Tonight you're killing the vibe and
When we're old no one will go near them
Or near us, but medal rust
So keep on with the fight and stop making a fuss
To closing bells I feel compelled
No man left on the shelves in the war against ourselves
Cos we're flowers on the lamppost
White flowers on the lamppost
Bliss to be alive
What bliss to be alive
Cos we're flowers on the lamppost
White flowers on the lamppost
Bliss to be alive
What bliss to be alive
We're flowers in the rain
White flowers in the rain
She's kissed any number of men through me
Trough red sore lips gritted teeth
You were always underneath
But I've never loved enough to care
I swear I swear
I've never loved enough to care
Always that one friend who pays for the others
A martyr to the night, while you're deep undercover
But I've never loved enough to care
I swear I swear
I've never loved enough to care
Got any more of those Gavin Hills
There are no more Gavin Hills
Got any more of those Gavin Hills
There are no more Gavin Hills
Cos we're flowers on the lamppost
White flowers on the lamppost
Bliss to be alive
What bliss to be alive
Do me right and I'll make sure that heaven holds you
We're bound for life and I was always dreaming of you
We're flowers in the rain
White flowers in the rain
Do me right and I'll make sure that heaven holds you
We're bound for life and I was always dreaming of you
We're flowers in the rain
White flowers in the rain